Nature is always speaking to us, yet we are so distracted by everyday life and the illusions we hold dear that we don't stop to listen, to learn, to connect.

Even though the bud looks tight and compressed under the pressure of its growth do we pry it open and force it to bloom?

When I look at a unique crystal, with all its unique attributes and characteristics, I see it with absolute awe. I wonder, what was happening in it's environment that must have created it.